Squire Tim, my name is Pretor, and rather than ask a question right away, I would like to inform you that you need not fear my voiceless communication. I am learning to use it frequently in our adventures, and all compatriots have learned to expect it. Note that if I have a query, it will only require a mere nod for yes or no, hopefully not perceptible by our adversaries. All of our party, including Grimnock, are aware of this. Your presence in our intrepid band increases our power; is there anything I can do for you?

Timothy, what land do you come from and how did you begin your life as a Squire to Sir Gavin?

My name is Timothy Alexander, and I come from the northen most city of the Lake States protectorates, Sagentown.

My family is a minor noble house who earned their nobility a long time ago, after the Sirocco War. My House is not exactly powerful militarily or politically, nor is it what I would consider to be very wealthy. We are soldiers who have manned and supported the North Wall for centuries.

Being the third born son, the legacies of my family will not fall to me, and a life in the Towers doesn’t sound appealing to me. So I decided to seek out a path for myself. That brought me to the Order.

The North Wall is not really a wall, but you probably knew that already. It really is the Tildress River. It runs fast, and has cut a deep canyon all the way to its delta. There the ground is too swampy for travel. Especially for an invading force.

There are four crossings, each protected by a fortress. In Sagentown, Everard Tower guards the bridge. Sagentown also serves as a staging ground for the supply trains for the other three towers.

Since that area has become a protectorate of the Lake States all of the fortresses are adequately mannned, well stocked, and well provisioned.